Chapter 1110 Life and Death Manifestation
These corpses are all encased in pale blue transparent ice crystals.
Through the ice crystals, you can still vaguely see the final expressions on the faces of these corpses before they died.
Anger, fear, confusion...
Vivid and lifelike, as if they were still alive.
The densely packed ice crystal coffins filled the entire field of vision, covering the entire black sea.
Not to mention the few who joined the Dao, even the three leading cultivators, after witnessing the scene before them, felt a chilling horror and speechless shock.
Shaken by this scene, when they come back to their senses, the real immortal remains that lured them to this place have long since disappeared without a trace!
"What... what kind of place is this?!"
After the deathly silence, a member of the team, a Daoist named Zhu Gongchuan, couldn't help but speak.
Afraid of disturbing the sleeping cultivators here, Zhu Gongchuan's voice was very soft. And you could faintly hear the fear in the depths of his heart.
They had seen dead bodies before.
But such a large number of corpses, all gathered in one place, and still preserving the lively expressions from their lives...
The shock from this scene is far beyond words.
No one answered Zhu Gongchuan's question.
The team silently flew over the dead sea, and after a full half day, they still hadn't found the end.
"Based on preliminary estimates, there are over two billion corpses here... I'm afraid that the number of cultivators and mortals currently living in the Bazhou region of the Ten Thousand Immortals League is far fewer than this. What exactly..."
"These people are not from the Xuanhuang Realm. Or rather, the vast majority of them are not from the Xuanhuang Realm," the cultivator Wei said in a low voice.
"Judging from their clothing style, these people should all be from different immortal realms. But for some reason, they have all been sealed in ice here."
"So many corpses, hidden within our realm of the Ten Thousand Immortals League. And yet, we have been unaware of this for such a long time," another cultivator, Chu, also turned extremely grim.
"What is the purpose of the real immortal remains that lured us here? Could it be that they also want to turn us into this appearance?"
"No, we've been here for so long, and we haven't been attacked."
...
The people quietly discussed, but they had no clue about the true purpose of the real immortal remains.
"Let's continue to search."
So they flew over the dead sea for a long time.
Finally, the cultivator Wei discovered some clues, "These countless ice-sealed corpses seem to form a huge formation."
"A formation?"
The people were at a loss for words, then they carefully looked around.
"Such a large-scale formation probably has the power to destroy the world. Could it be that the Five Elders have secretly set this up over the years to destroy our Ten Thousand Immortals League?"
Not everyone present was proficient in the art of formations, and after fruitless contemplation, they couldn't help but start to speculate.
"This formation is extremely complex. Seeing only a glimpse of it and not the full picture, we cannot deduce its true purpose. The urgent task is to inform the headquarters of the Immortal League about our discoveries. I have had an uncomfortable feeling from being here for a long time," the cultivator Chu said in a deep voice.
"It's fortunate that this formation is not meant to target us outsiders. It's not a trapping formation, nor a killing formation. As long as we find the core of the formation, we should be able to leave," the cultivator Wei also made a judgment.
With the conclusion from the two cultivators, the people finally felt some relief.
After lingering in the formation for several days, the team finally found the core of the formation. They expected to leave the mysteriously strange area, but didn't expect to end up in another unfamiliar ocean, rather than returning to the white fog.
This ocean was different from the dead, icy black sea before. The salty sea breeze was refreshing, and the ears were filled with the constant chirping of flying birds. Occasionally, schools of fish could be seen leaping out of the water or swimming in the sea.
It was full of life and refreshing to the spirit.
After a brief moment of shock, the Daoist practitioners felt a slight sense of relief.
However, the three leading cultivators were unprecedentedly serious.
The cultivator Wei furrowed his brow, looked into the sky, and murmured to himself, "Different worlds, two sides of one entity."
"One for life, one for death."
The cultivator Chu interrupted, "No, death is the source of life, and life is the gathering of death. This is..."
The two of them locked eyes, with a look of horror on their faces.
"Reversal of life and death?"
Both of them understood without speaking these four words.
Instead, they communicated via voice transmission.
"So that's it. In that case, this is the dojo of the transcendental immortal?"
"I see, that's why the speed at which He reversed the principles of the heavens and earth to achieve transcendence was so fast. He had already been hidden in this area of white fog, studying the principles of life and death with unprecedented depth."
"What is the connection between the true immortal remains and the transcendental immortal?"
As the mystery was unraveled, new doubts arose in their minds.
"From the current situation, they are probably not allies."
"They discovered the location of this dojo a long time ago, deliberately luring us here to explore the true details of the transcendental immortal?"
The two of them fell into deep thought.
After much consideration, they still didn't have a definitive answer.
"Once we find the core of the living world's formation, we should be able to leave from here," they couldn't find any information related to the true identity of the transcendental immortal in this dojo and decided to return to deliberate further.
But just as they were about to leave, the cultivator Wei paused for a moment, as if he had just thought of something.
"Reversal of life and death, reversal of life and death..."
"The great formation has been completed, yet the dead cultivators have not awakened. What has truly been revived is the World?"
"Does this mean that the true purpose of the transcendental immortal is..."
As if struck by lightning, the cultivator Wei's face turned incredibly pale.
"Go!" he made a decisive decision and shouted.
However, it seemed that the figure had sensed his thoughts.
A figure made of white fog quietly appeared, blocking the path of the group.
Facing this sudden appearance of an enemy, and very likely the transcendental immortal, the people became extremely tense.
The battle was about to break out.
The cultivator Wei stared at the figure in front of him for a moment, and after a moment, an expression of disbelief flashed in his eyes.
"It's..."
Before he could finish his sentence, the figure made of white fog suddenly opened its eyes.
Endless white fog surged out from it, engulfing the entire group of the Ten Thousand Immortals League.
Ten allied Daoists, three leading cultivators.
Such a huge force, but at this moment they had no resistance at all, and in the blink of an eye, they all disappeared in the white fog.
(End of this chapter).